Chapter 147

"Lucius, when I grow up, I’m gonna marry you..." A low, hoarse voice broke the silence in the quiet ICU. The next moment, the girl on the bed abruptly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling above her. A few seconds passed before she shut her eyes again. It all came rushing back—especially that face she saw at her own funeral in her past life. That man... she met him when she was about six or seven, during a holiday trip to the UK. Lucius had lived nearby then, and she had been a wild little kid. After spotting that cool-looking older boy in the house next door, she used to sneak into his yard every other day just to see him. She couldn't remember his face clearly anymore, just vaguely recalled how cold and quiet he was. Then, as their holiday drew to a close and her family was about to head back home— Her grandpa had these rings custom-made for his and grandma’s 30th wedding anniversary. But she had seen someone propose on TV and, well... she stole one of the rings, ran over t